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Karen’s Killer Book Bench: Kiss the Prince, A Cinderella Story (Fairy Tale Surrender Book 1) by Amanda Adams

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KISS THE PRINCEA Cinderella Story
Fairy Tale Surrender Book 1 By AMANDA ADAMS

Blurb

Ella Miermont’s beloved father was executed ten years ago as a traitor to the crown. Despite her noble blood, Ella has been forced to work as a servant in her own home, a slave to her cruel stepmother’s whims and the taunts of her stepsisters. But it’s the night of the Masquerade Ball, and Ella is determined to pursue pleasure in the arms of a handsome and dominant lover. Just for one magical night.

Prince Dorian of Syrenne is tired of his father’s ceaseless matchmaking. When the king tells him he must choose a bride in the next few weeks, Dorian defies him and disguises himself as a servant at the Dungeon Masquerade. There, he meets a beautiful and mysterious woman who submits to his firm hand with a seductive innocence that captures his heart. But all too soon, his lover runs away, leaving nothing behind but a glass slipper and memories of unbridled passion he cannot forget.

Fate seems determined to keep Ella from finding happiness. Her stepmother has promised her to a lecherous old enemy, and once the bride price is paid, she cannot escape that union. Her secret lover, a castle servant named Dorian, has mysteriously disappeared, and besides, there is no hope for a future with him now that she is betrothed. Ella is trying to find a way to escape all her troubles when she stumbles into a plot to kill the Crown Prince. She must forget about Dorian and her own desires, and risk both her life and freedom to stop an innocent man from being murdered – even if he is a member of the royal family who labeled her father a traitor.

But Dorian has been keeping many secrets… and now, his enemies threaten them both.

Welcome to the magical kingdom of Syrenne, where humans coexist with werewolves, vampires, dragons and witches. Where the men are dominant and the women submissive. Where order can only be upheld with the tightest adherence to the laws…

Disclaimer: Kiss The Prince is a magical romance which contains explicit scenes including spanking and elements of BDSM. If such material is likely to offend you, please do not read it.

(The king has just informed his son that he must choose a noble bride…) 450 words, Rated PG)

Markus took the seat abandoned by my father and lifted the half empty cup of wine to his lips. “You’re doomed.”

Laughter escaped before I censored it, he echoed my own thoughts so exactly, but the sound held no amusement. “So it would seem.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know.”

Markus leaned forward, his forearms across his knees, the goblet of wine dangling in his long fingers. “Have you seen this princess? Bellamira? It might be no hardship to bed her.”

I thought back to the last time I’d seen the young lady in question. She’d been thirteen or so, long dark hair and dark eyes. Already a beauty. “She wasn’t much more than a child when I saw her last, but she was already beautiful.”

“So? What’s the problem? Marry her and be done with it.”

I rose from my chair, wine in hand, and walked to the window. Two weeks ago, I might have considered his advised course of action. My father had never mentioned Bellamira as a possible bride before this night. Already a princess, I need not fear she was marrying me for my crown. I stared at the partial moon outside the window and allowed the silence, the heavy weight of knowledge contained in the books, to soothe me. And every moment that passed my thoughts turned to her, to obsession.

“I don’t think I can.”

Markus lifted the wine decanter and poured himself another cup. “Why not? If she’s beautiful and royal, what’s the problem?”

“And young.”

Markus snorted. “Most likely innocent. She’d be yours completely, Dorian. No other will have touched her.”

The moon reflected on the surface of my dark wine and the image of another woman clouded my mind, one with long, blonde hair and blue eyes, one who’d surrendered to me, Dorian the servant. Standing in the moonlight, I closed my eyes and inhaled her scent. Devoured her kiss. Heeded her sweet cries as she found pleasure in my arms.

A commoner. A servant my father would never approve of. And the only woman who had ever looked at me as if I’d hung the moon and the stars. “I don’t want an innocent.”

“Don’t lie to me. You want a submissive woman to bend over your knee.”

I shook my head. “No. I want a strong woman willing to place herself in my care. There is a difference.”

The silence stretched as I thought of the mysterious woman at the masquerade, wondered what her name was, where she lived. I needed to see her again. And I didn’t even know her name.

Meet Author Amanda Adams...

Amanda Adams fell in love with books at a very early age. Her earliest memories are of sitting on her mother’s lap reading Cinderella and Snow White and Rose Red over, and over, and over again until she had them memorized – since she was too young to know the alphabet. Amanda started writing stories in big, sloppy handwriting in a wide-rule notebook when she was bored, during class (of course) in the fifth grade. Her favorite stories always include excitement, adventure and a handsome hero guaranteed to sweep her off her feet. Amanda lives in beautiful Colorado with her husband (her high-school sweetheart who proved the reality of “love at first sight”) and three teenagers whom she reminds, repeatedly…”If it’s not in my phone, it’s not happening,” because her mind is oh-so-often far away living a fairy tale. (That’s code for – if an alarm doesn’t go off, she loses track of time and forgets to pick up her kids from school…)